Physical suffering
Emotional Distress
Why do such things exist
Should it be unleashed
Unleashed to erase all the burdens one soul may carry within
Or should it be reigned in
Reigned in so no one can ever know of the weights that devour your soul
For what I did, I needed no choice
Ever since, no one has ever seen the outside for fear of losing control
Such fear of losing control of myself, who I am and what I intend to be
Sadly, I lose more in the process
Slowly drifting farther and further from reality
Friends leave, lovers disappear and allies forget you exist
Gradually the walls begin to close in around me
Encased within a box my heart screams for freedom
But no one hears me, no one sees my cry for help
That is the trueness of my life, the torment of my soul
My eyes shed no tears
My hearts aches over the anguish I hold
An endeavor to love that may never come true
What I do. Why I do. How I do. When I do. Where I do. Who I do.
Is it up to me or also up to you
Never did I imagine my pain could be so real
( One day ) Some way, hope will let the rain wash it all away